siggamag: see son, these are sheep, they become roast dinners
siggamag: waiting for more
siggamag: people and sheep
siggamag: sheep at their level
siggamag: Jóhanna and I - a classic shot
siggamag: just waiting
siggamag: start 'em young they say
siggamag: see all those future lamb roasts
siggamag: Oh yes, now where to start
siggamag: hmmm... is that one ours?
siggamag: got one
siggamag: my uncle Þóri
siggamag: the flock
siggamag: sheep and folk
siggamag: sheep and folk
siggamag: handles
siggamag: sheep pretty sheep
siggamag: the rétt - I am so happy
siggamag: Ma commenting on something to her distaste
siggamag: food for the hungry
siggamag: I have an eye on you
siggamag: this dog was not liking the conversation
siggamag: mum conversing with a dog
siggamag: towards the rétt
siggamag: þverárdalsvegur
siggamag: my ma, queen of the berry patch
siggamag: the photographer - all serious like
siggamag: the lead
siggamag: some of the horses returning from the mountain
siggamag: the horses returning